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Can Dementia Be Hidden At Will?

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violetvache@yahoo.com - 01 Jan 2007 21:44 GMT
Hello.  This is the first post I've made to this group.  I am a
caregiver at the verge of breakdown, dealing with an elderly mother
with documented hallucinations, hypothetical diagnoses by numerous
physicians of dementia, but no actual diagnosis.

So as not to burden readers here with all the details, I would just
like to ask if dementia, in the early stages, can be revealed to the
caregiver but concealed from "outsiders?"  I put outsiders in
quotations marks, because my mother hides the severity of her symptoms
even from my siblings.  All of these siblings treat her as if we were
all in some wonderful time machine and the year was, like, 1972, and
Mom was 36 and bustling.

She was taken by ambulance to a local hospital in November after I woke
to find her screaming my dead father's name.  She had involuntary hand
movements, could not recognize her surroundings; and I believed she was
having a stroke.  A CT scan in the ER suggested she hadn't.  Then she
made my heart break in half by telling me the people in a Barbara
Streisand movie she had been watching wouldn't "talk to her when they
were having coffee together."  I called the ER doctor's attention to
this, and the first question out of his mouth was Does she have a
history of dementia?

She had been on heavy narcotics for hip pain, and she had been
sleepless.  Eventually, during a week long hospitalization, a
neurologist said a MRI showed some artifact that *might* be a stroke.
He said ultimately even the "most expert" neurologist at the medical
center could not tell for sure.

She was scheduled for hip replacement surgery, and phoned me the night
before her discharge whispering that the staff had secretly moved her
to a secret location, she didn't know where, couldn't recognize her
surroundings.  ("There are a lot of electrical wires here..."  that
type of stuff.)

Most recently, after discharge from a rehabilitation facility, she has
developed an inability to keep her hand from wandering, which for some
reason is the most distressing symptom of all for me, so far.  The hand
literally has a life of its own and drives me crazy from the ceaseless
wandering, fondling, flexing.

Finally, there is a sporadic by also extremely upsetting history of her
"losing" very expensive medications and belongings.  It's upsetting not
only because of the cost of the items but because she seems to have
hidden them in places exhaustive searches of our small home can't turn
up, to the extent it seems almost (*almost*) diabolical!

I'm so sorry for writing too much.  It's just that this lady can turn
around and "act normal" to outsiders, and this unwillingness on her
part to admit that something is very wrong has had two even more
painful results for me.  1)  It makes me look as if I'm either
exaggerating or outright lying about her, for reasons my siblings are
ready to label nefarious.  (I'm the most exhausted fatigued opportunist
I've ever met.)  2)  It makes me look as if I heartlessly wish to
warehouse her, when the exact opposite is true.  But the medical
professionals involved have all come up with benign (and/or
indifferent) explanations for her behavior that, at this point, seem
pretty heartless.

So--  CAN people with early stage dementia conceal their condition at
will from outsiders?
Tumbleweed - 01 Jan 2007 23:10 GMT
<snip>

> I'm so sorry for writing too much.  It's just that this lady can turn
> around and "act normal" to outsiders, and this unwillingness on her
[quoted text clipped - 10 lines]
> So--  CAN people with early stage dementia conceal their condition at
> will from outsiders?

"Welcome to the club no one wants to join" :-)

Very common in the early stages, read it here all the time, often relatives
dont believe it because they are with the person only for 10 minutes or an
hour or however long they can 'hold it together', especially on the phone.
Even when my father was pretty far gone he could still hold it together well
enough to fool people, he nearly had a neighbour phoning the police because
his 'sister (actually his wife, my mother) was insisting he went into a
home. His 'wife' had died some years ago, aparently, but he said it all well
enough he was believed by the guy. And you could hold a rational
conversation with him..though if you waited 10 minutes (now its 10 seconds)
you could hold the exact same rational conversation again!

Dont think of it as being deliberate to annoy you, they are just
unconsciously doing the best they can to overcome their handicap. She also
quite possibly wont be aware anything is wrong, the strange explanations she
comes up with are the only things that make sense when everything else is
eliminated,and very few people will accept a diagnosis of mental incapacity
even if its their diagnosis. As my father once said to me, in one of his
last moments of clarity with me "I know I have a memory problem but I'm not
worried about it because I forget I have it".

The only way to make an outsider who hasnt experienced this, say a relative,
understand, is to leave them to care for the person all day long. This will
cure your siblings very quickly! You must, for the sake of your sanity, get
one of your siblings to care for her for an extended period so she cant keep
the pretence up...a weekend would be perfect, or even a week. If you have to
give them ultimatums, so be it, most of us here get to that point sooner or
later. I say one sibling, because if several look after her, then they miss
out on the concentrated behaviour, each one is only with her for an hour or
two, so they only see a repitition two or three times, not 5 or 10 or 100.

You could always set up a video I suppose, just leave it running for hours,
and/or keep a diary, if you need to show it to a doctor. Dont put emotions
in it, just factually state what happened, at what time.

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Evelyn - 01 Jan 2007 23:37 GMT
On Jan 1, 6:10 pm, "Tumbleweed" <thisaccountneverr...@yahoo.com>
wrote:
> <violetva...@yahoo.com> wrote in messagenews:1167687850.738753.217640@n51g2000cwc.googlegroups.com...
> <snip>
[quoted text clipped - 50 lines]
> --
> Tumbleweed

Hi, I just wanted to add my comments to what Tumbleweed has said.   He
has described the situation perfectly.    I think that you need to get
your diagnostics updated.   With us, we asked my mother in law's family
doctor for a complete gerontological workup, which included a number of
tests, but the definitive diagnosis came from a psychiatrist.

Getting her there was half the battle, because she kept saying "I am
not crazy"..... We told her (and so did the doctor) that we knew she
wasn't "crazy" but that he needed to test her abilities to do some
simple things as a part of a more complete series of examinations.
The tests included a thyroid test, a PET scan, and the psychiatric
exam.

Once we had a real diagnosis in hand suddenly it all came together for
us.  Not that she believed it at all, nor did her friends whom she was
also fooling, just as your mom is doing.   As Tumbleweed has suggested,
this is not something planned or intentional, it is just the person
trying to hold themselves together for all they are worth, when their
brain is seriously physically ill.   It is a survival effort.  You have
to respect her for trying so hard to hold herself together.

You also need to realize how scary it is when her world has suddenly
become an unfamiliar place, and you forget so much that everything
becomes a new challenge every day.   It is only a matter of time until
her delusions become more evident to others, but please take heart,
there ARE tests that can determine whether she is impaired or not, and
you can get them done!

This is the very worst time, when the persons illness is evident only
to the people who are caring for them at close quarters, and other
people imagine that you have some nefarious reason to try to make them
appear to have a problem.   We went through it too, and so many others
who have been down this road, that it is almost par for the course.

Your next move should be to ask your doctor to prescribe a psychiatric
test to determine if she has some impairment and to what degree.   It
is not a big deal and these people are experienced and know exactly
what sort of things to ask that would show if there is a problem and
how bad it is.

Also very important..... there are medications that are VERY HELPFUL
that can slow the progression of the illness a bit, as well as
medications to control the fearfulness and the delusions she is having.
 You should not have to deal with these kinds of things without help,
and there is help.

If your doctor does not help you with tests and medications right away,
get another doctor.   GOOD LUCK to you!

Best Regards,
Evelyn
Brick - 14 Jul 2007 05:08 GMT
> On Jan 1, 6:10 pm, "Tumbleweed" <thisaccountneverr...@yahoo.com>
> wrote:
> > <violetva...@yahoo.com> wrote in
> > messagenews:1167687850.738753.217640@n51g2000cwc.googlegroups.com...

> > <snip>

> > > I'm so sorry for writing too much.  It's just that this lady can turn
> > > around and "act normal" to outsiders, and this unwillingness on her
[quoted text clipped - 9 lines]
> Hi, I just wanted to add my comments to what Tumbleweed has said.   He
> has described the situation perfectly.

<snip>

> If your doctor does not help you with tests and medications right away,
> get another doctor.   GOOD LUCK to you!
>
> Best Regards,
> Evelyn

And therein lies the crux of the problem of so many caregivers, myself
included. My wife is 69 and I'm 70. We've been together for 29 years.
The onset of Alzheimers is or can be extremely insiduous. In our case
it was characterized by sporadic out-of-character actions. (Imagine the
most fastidious housekeeper you know, throwing a dirty keenex on the
floor and ignoring it). Not going to happen right? Because she wouldn't
do such a thing. That's what I mean by out of character. Such an event
would surely have to be a one time event never to be repeated again.
Well, I have news for you. When/if you confront the individual ten minutes
after the event and ask why they did that, they will swear that they did
no such thing and surely you can't believe that they would. My Nathalie
was encouraged to leave two jobs before she finally retired completely.
(She was never actually fired because everybody liked her to much).
It was only after she broke a hip the first time, that her behavior degraded
to a point that it could be observed by her primary care physician and
she was referred to a neurologist. She underwent an MRI and EEG and
a series of cognitive type tests upon when the neurologist swore that
she did not have Alzheimers. All during this time, she was able to
keep up with the minor household functions. While she no longer drove,
she did accompany me on most of the necessary shopping excursions
and she made the bed, did the laundry and all of the kitchen cleanup.
I did all of the cooking. (Mutual agreement not having anything to do
with her ability). During her rehabilitation period after hip surgery, she
was radically unravelled, alternately crying for me to get her out of
the nursing/rehab facility and ignoring me as if I wasn't there. Asked
what she had to eat, she would reply that they hadn't given her any-
thing. She recovered considerably after release from rehab, but not
all the way. A couple years later, she broke the other hip and it was
worse. The upside was that during her incarceration, she came under
the care of a geriatric practitioner with a secondary in dementia. He
got her a series of tests including a PET scan, diagnosed her with
advanced Alzheimers and sent her to a Neuropsychologist. We got
the debriefing results just today and the outlook isn't pretty. The main
point is that a knowledgeable practitioner can administer interview
type tests in the comfort of a sitting room and make a pretty definitive
diagnosis of a persons mental condition. Further examination with
the various computer driven machines can round out the exam with
explicit detail. Out problem seems in retrospect to have been the
problem of connecting with a knowledgeable doctor that actually
cared.
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Dennis P. Harris - 16 Jul 2007 22:22 GMT
> > > <violetva...@yahoo.com> wrote in
> > > messagenews:1167687850.738753.217640@n51g2000cwc.googlegroups.com...
[quoted text clipped - 9 lines]
> > > > opportunist
> > > > I've ever met.)

buy, borrow or rent a video camera if you don't have one.  most
VHS tapes will run for 6 hours on EP, so you can just let the
tapes run.  buy a couple of packs of tapes at costco & turn the
recorder on.  you might want to make notes of the time you start
each tape and times of significant episodes of impairment.  if
the camera can record date and time that's even better.

if siblings are not convinced, send them edited episodes and
offer them copies of the entire tapes so that they can see what
her caregivr has to live with.  that might be almost as effective
as having them spend a week with her while you take a
well-deserved vacation...  ;^)

"going to the doctor syndrome" is a well known phenomenon --- the
patient takes great effort to *appear* normal and hold it all
together, but once the crisis is over, they are exhausted from
the effort and sort of fall apart.
Mary_Gordon@tvo.org - 02 Jan 2007 00:47 GMT
Tumbleweed mentioned the idea of leaving the doubter withh the person
for a day to let them see for themselves.

I do think this can be an excellent and subversive plan i.e. you
arrange for a nice little visit, and bring the person along to the home
of the relative who is giving you grief. A few days of close up and
personal around the house is often enough to give the relatives some
insight - and it can be worth the trouble if it means they stop
fighting with you, and get with the program.

A one day visit did the trick for us with my mother in law's sister.
Norah was driving the entire family nuts, wanting to get an apartment
and take Dolli out of of the locked AD unit (an idea that was so wildly
beyond workable on so many fronts that it left us speechless). Her son
solved the problem by taking Norah to visit Doll. He dumped her there
in the morning and left her there all day. In short order, Norah
figured out just how addled Dolli was - other than social niceties and
yes/no questions, it wasn't possible to even have a sensible
conversation with her. After that day, Norah's only comment was that
her sister hadn't been like that before, and she never again suggested
she could look after her.  

Mary
Dana Carpender - 03 Jan 2007 03:13 GMT
> Tumbleweed mentioned the idea of leaving the doubter withh the person
> for a day to let them see for themselves.
[quoted text clipped - 5 lines]
> insight - and it can be worth the trouble if it means they stop
> fighting with you, and get with the program.

Oh, yes.  As I just posted, my sister was in denial about how bad Mom
had gotten -- until Mom was at her house for a week, and -- among other
things -- burst into tears and said, re my BIL, "I can't bear knowing
he's going to murder you in your sleep some night!"  Um, my BIL makes
Kermit the Frog look like Steven Seagal.  He is *not* dangerous.

Then there was the night Kim (my sister) thought that she could go out
to the theater and leave Mom with our Dad (Mom's ex-husband, who still
cares about her deeply.)  The problem is, Mom can't think, and Dad can
barely walk.  Dad went to change his clothes, and Mom disappeared out
the door.  Took the cops to find her -- in the local Ben and Jerry's,
which was so in character, it was almost humorous.

A week of this stuff, and Kim figured out quickly that Mom was a whole
lot further gone than she'd realized.

> A one day visit did the trick for us with my mother in law's sister.
> Norah was driving the entire family nuts, wanting to get an apartment
[quoted text clipped - 7 lines]
> her sister hadn't been like that before, and she never again suggested
> she could look after her.  

Exactly.

Dana
Dennis P. Harris - 02 Jan 2007 10:38 GMT
> You could always set up a video I suppose, just leave it running for hours,
> and/or keep a diary, if you need to show it to a doctor. Dont put emotions
> in it, just factually state what happened, at what time.

I have to agree here.  My mother frequently could cope for short
periods of time (she shunned most public activities for that
reason, or would show up, then go to the bathroom, "get sick",
and have to go home right now.

And they're especially good at holding it together when talking
to the doctor, which means that you need to prompt the doc to ask
more probing questions, especially when they get confused or
nonsense answers.

Because you are alone with her so much, I have to agree about the
video.  The camera will catch it all, just let it run and worry
about editing later. Just make sure you have plenty of tape.

Keeping a fairly detailed journal is also something I recommend.
She was telling my sisters that I was trying to run her life,
when all I was doing was trying to keep her from driving because
she was too oblivious to other traffic to be safe, and telling
her doc when she stopped taking her meds or was sneaking
cigarettes (she had emphysema).

The hardest thing to remember is that it's not her, it's the
disease.  Her brain is now injured and she can no longer reason.
Almost all mentally ill or demented folks have no insight into
their problem --- they are completely unaware of how impaired
they are, and to them, it's everyone else that's "crazy".

Do yourself a favor and go by a bookstore and get a copy of "The
36 Hour Day" by Mace and Rabin.  Lots of info there on behaviors
and ways to handle them.

Her hyperactivity and insomnia reaction to painkillers is a
classic symptom of bipolar illness (manic-depressive).  Has she
ever been diagnosed as bipolar, or with depression?  Before the
dementia, did she cycle between times of high activity, and times
of withdrawal?  The reason I ask is that my experience is that a
dementia can really increase the possiblity of manic episodes, in
part because folks with early stage dementias often screw up
their meds, either taking too much or not enough because they
forget whether or not they've already taken it.

Insist at her next doc visit or (more likely, from experience) ER
visit that she be referred for A FULL GERIATRIC NEURO AND
PSYCHIATRIC WORKUP, including cognitive skills testing and brain
scans.  Any diagnosis of "probable dementia" means that the doc
doesn't have time, is woefully uniformed, or doesn't care. Insist
on an accurate attempt at diagnosis, and don't let the medical
system put you off.

Even after diagnosis, it's not unusual for absent family members
to be in denial, so having one of them stay ALONE with her for
several days, as suggested by others, is a great idea.  Don't
feel guilty, since you deserve a break anyway.  Just create some
major "emergency" which requires you to leave for several days.
violetvache@yahoo.com - 02 Jan 2007 11:00 GMT
On Jan 2, 5:38 am, NO_SPAM_TO_dphar...@gci.net (Dennis P. Harris)
wrote:

> And they're especially good at holding it together when talking
> to the doctor, which means that you need to prompt the doc to ask
> more probing questions, especially when they get confused or
> nonsense answers.

Oh, *yes.*  I've gotten sinking feelings so many times taking her to
the doctor, where it's as if someone gave her a shot of supernatural
gingko biloba, and all my frantic calls and claims to his staff appear
the ravings of some embittered menopausal nutjob.

> Because you are alone with her so much, I have to agree about the
> video.  The camera will catch it all, just let it run and worry
> about editing later. Just make sure you have plenty of tape.

The problem is that this lady is so intimidating, that if she found the
video in her more lucid moments--and she still *does* have many of
these--she might kill me.  I know I've sounded like a whiner in certain
responses on this thread, but when you're dealing with a parent who in
her best times was authoritarian and highly critical--  Well, then you
just hope you come out of this long nightmare with your life.  And I
mean it.

> Keeping a fairly detailed journal is also something I recommend.
> She was telling my sisters that I was trying to run her life,
> when all I was doing was trying to keep her from driving because
> she was too oblivious to other traffic to be safe, and telling
> her doc when she stopped taking her meds or was sneaking
> cigarettes (she had emphysema).

Yes, the same happens here all the time.  As I said on another response
here, I just tore my knee ligament moving her from the hospital to
rehab.  Siblings do absolutely, and I mean absolutely, no physical
labor.  No financial management of the bill-paying, budgeting variety.
No hygiene tasks.  No homemaking.  No running around for incessant
medications.  I'm not whining about this, I'm just saying that the job
has simply become too much.

> The hardest thing to remember is that it's not her, it's the
> disease.  Her brain is now injured and she can no longer reason.
> Almost all mentally ill or demented folks have no insight into
> their problem --- they are completely unaware of how impaired
> they are, and to them, it's everyone else that's "crazy".

I do indeed try to remind myself of this.  The only problem--and I
wonder if it's more prevalent than I previously thought--is that in my
mother's case, the personality disintegration has been so
excruciatingly long to develop, and her wilfulness powerful enough for
her to "pass," that at a certain point, you wonder if she is acting
this way in order to make you suffer.  I know this is irrational!  But
during her emergency hospitalization for the psychotic episode, I asked
the ER doctor if she could possibly be faking it--for what reason, only
the god of madness would be able to explain.

> Her hyperactivity and insomnia reaction to painkillers is a
> classic symptom of bipolar illness (manic-depressive).  Has she
[quoted text clipped - 5 lines]
> their meds, either taking too much or not enough because they
> forget whether or not they've already taken it.

This diagnosis is one that doctors of various specialties have floated
about practically every member of our family over the years.  During
her best times, she 1) was in recovery from breast cancer, 2) STARTED a
full-time job while under Tamoxifen, 3) cooked and cleaned when she
came home at night, often until 1 AM, and 4) got up and was cheerful as
a lark going to work the next morning.  This mania contributed to a
diagnosis *I* received of PTSD in the late 90's.

> Insist at her next doc visit or (more likely, from experience) ER
> visit that she be referred for A FULL GERIATRIC NEURO AND
[quoted text clipped - 3 lines]
> on an accurate attempt at diagnosis, and don't let the medical
> system put you off.

I believe God works through people, and the posts/responses I've
received on this group in the last twelve hours alone have given me the
resolve to write a general letter that I'll deliver snail-mail to her
medical caregivers this week.  I can't express my gratitude well enough
to everyone here.

> Even after diagnosis, it's not unusual for absent family members
> to be in denial, so having one of them stay ALONE with her for
> several days, as suggested by others, is a great idea.  Don't
> feel guilty, since you deserve a break anyway.  Just create some
> major "emergency" which requires you to leave for several days.

All I know is that if I can survive loneliness of this intensity and
duration, I might be able to live out the rest of my life in some
strange and difficult peace.
Dennis P. Harris - 03 Jan 2007 06:25 GMT
> I'm not whining about this, I'm just saying that the job
> has simply become too much.

Then quit!  Really, I mean it.  Your mother's problems are NOT
yours, and you aren't responsible for making her "better".  

It would probably do wonders for your own health to leave this
co-dependent relationship and let other family members pick up
the pieces.  

I really what I'm suggesting is NOT trivial, but you should give
it some real serious thought, and maybe even seek counseling
about it.
John Inzer - 01 Jan 2007 23:33 GMT
>snip<
> So as not to burden readers here with all the details, I would just
> like to ask if dementia, in the early stages, can be revealed to the
> caregiver but concealed from "outsiders?"
=================================
Absolutely! When my MIL was in the beginning
stages she had almost everyone fooled.

Unless you are around the person almost constantly...
you will not realize how bad the situation is.

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Mary_Gordon@tvo.org - 02 Jan 2007 00:17 GMT
Violet asked if people with early stage dementia conceal their
condition at will from outsiders?

Mary responds: Yes, absolutely. A lot also depends on what the outsider
expects or wants to see, and that includes friends and family members
who WANT the person to be who they've always been.

Think about the typical social interaction. You don't ask a lot of
specific questions, you don't leave and go and check up on what they've
told you for accuracy and truth. A social conversation is relatively
empty. The person can get away without imparting specifics.

My mother in laws personality was intact long into her illness. She was
a nice looking lady with a pleasant manner. People liked her. She was
not well educated, and she was aways a little fluffy and vague - and
tended to be very self depreciating. It was a great weapon against
detection.

I was the one who first realized there was something going on - minor
memory problems were the first thing I noticed - such as forgetting to
completely set the table for dinner, calling me a half dozen times to
confirm when we were coming over - totally small things that she could
efffectively cover for (oh dear, silly me, of course you told me you
were coming at 3....or, oh my goodness, oh look at that, I bought buns
and forgot to put them out!" She was also good at giving off the signal
that she was embarrassed about something, so if a line of questioning
was making her uncomfortable, people who knew her would back right off
(and thus not interrogate her to the point they might realize that she
couldn't remember attending their son's wedding three months ago AT
ALL). She also started avoiding many demanding situations, but she had
a couple of minor health problems, so she used those an excuse.
Hindsight is always 20-20. I recall in particular her being taken to a
bridal shower (both bride and groom were children of close friends and
neighbours). Everyone thought she'd have a lovely time. However, she
was VERY upset afterwards - they had been playing those silly shower
games, and she couldn't catch on to the rules or follow what was going
on, so she felt embarrassed and confused. At the time she blamed her
poor hearing....but that wasn't the problem at all.

She had pernicious anemia, and following some cataract surgery, she
neglected to go for her B12 shot for a couple of months, mostly because
she couldn't drive. When I found out, I was a little stern with her,
realizing that she MUST have those shots, and told her of course we'd
drive her, or arrange for cabs, whatever. I presumed the memory
problems might be related to the B12 problem, and mentioned it to the
doctor when I took her over (he was/is my doctor as well and had known
her for years and years). He told me he didn't think there was anything
wrong with her, but he'd do some checking. He went in with her, and
came out ashen. She was perfectly able to answer questions about
herself, current events etc. but when he asked her to do some clock
face tests and copy some line drawings, there was clearly something
very, very wrong (they clearly indicated disorganized thinking, which
alarmed me much more than mere memory concerns).

Once we knew this, we stopped being accepting of her vague explanations
and various ways of putting us off the trail. In other words, we got
very suspicious and started checking up on everything she told us,
looking through her papers, etc. and found lots of evidence that
something was askew. For example, her bookkeeping for my father in
law's estate had gone completely kerflewy. The financial planner we had
take over her taxes and other finances later noted that my mother in
law had kept perfect books until about six months before I spoke to the
doctor - and after that point, things got more and more ragged until
they were in a total snarl as her ability to understand numbers and do
basic math had been lost.

Her diagnosis was delayed by a broken hip, but when we did get in to
see the geriatric dementia specialist (who was a psychiatrist), part of
the work up included a battery of cognitive tests, not unlike what
you'd put a kid through to look for learning problems - little puzzles,
exercises in logic, copying drawings, etc. She was very upset about
what she thought were silly tests, so my husband (her only child) went
with her, and sat with her through the testing. Here were very
definitive tests, and she couldn't hide behind amount of charm, no
amount of diversion or distraction, subject changing, self
depreciation, jokes etc. And she did try. She was insulted by the idea
that she might be impaired. The psychometrist was very reassuring to
her, but  but my husband was completely shocked - because the deficits
were so stunningly overt.

It was actually a huge help, since it helped us understand at ground
level what we were up against - not just memory, but the undoing of her
entire mind, from the foundation up. Her ability to reason and follow
logic, to understand sequences, cause and effect, her understanding and
"feel" for time, her judgement - all very seriously impaired, at a time
where had you met her, you would not have believed there was a thing
wrong with her.  Having those test results also gave us the confidence
to do what needed doing, and move ahead with plans and supports for
her, despite the constant barrage of criticism and interference from
her friends, neighbours and other family, who thought there was nothing
wrong with her, and that we were mean and rotten.

I'd strongly urge you to have some cognitive tests done to determine
the extent of her deficits and also define their nature. It will help
you understand the behaviours you may see and get your own head around
the challenges you face. It will give you the ammunication to deal with
the naysayers.

Mary
violetvache@yahoo.com - 02 Jan 2007 00:46 GMT
Mary, Evelyn, John, and Tumbleweed:  First, let me start by saying
(from the bottom of my aching heart) God Bless You All.  Mysterious
ways...  When I posted here, I didn't expect any response at all, and I
got such reassurance, and such support.

Since all your responses were full of information, forgive me if I
don't cite the person who deserves citing.  But I know Mary was the one
who talked about her MIL's personal charm and tendency toward
self-deprecation as 1) a lifelong trait, that 2) enabled her to
escape-and-evade detection.  Mary also mentioned that all-important
horror: friends who SEE WHAT THEY WANT TO SEE.

God knows I have no trouble with thinking the best of others; I want
others to think the best of me.  But the longevity of and indifference
of medical professionals' Little Miss Sunshine attitude toward my
mother's bizarre behavior is little less than negligent.  It really is.
I can overlook the frightened response of her close friends, who
nevertheless have begun to noticeably withdraw from us, as if our
household were giving off some kind of nasty smell.  It hurts so bad to
know the real reason for this--cause, after all, nothing at all is
wrong...

But the doctors, the *specialists,* the nurses, nurse-practitioners are
an entirely different story.  I can't remember which of you said this,
but one Dad voiced mild concern about losing his memory.  The other
day, after a rage caused by my pointing out to Mom that she
emphatically did *not* have a "lifelong" habit of her left hand having
a life of its own, she said, "Well, so what if I'm developing a little
dementia?"  Good God almighty.  I said, "Mom, do *not* say that.
Please don't say that, especially not so lightly or else people will
possibly start to wonder."  This only drove her into a worse rage,
about how I was "terrifying" her...when she was the one who said What's
wrong with a little dementia.

Oh, well, I could go on and on and on and on.  I think I will print out
these responses to my post and show them to the various individuals
currently involved (or who claim to be involved!) in her healthcare.  I
just can't get over that people with 1) nothing to gain by denial, and
2) responsibilities to geriatric patients could be so incredibly
obtuse.  The latest nurse I discussed this with--just after making the
original post--is a kind, efficient woman who listened to this screed
of mine with the patience of a saint.  But at the very end, like
absolutely everyone else, she essentially called me a liar by saying,
Well, she *was* in the nursing home for a month; and if what you say
were true, someone would have noticed something.

I've volunteered for thirty years at nursing homes in a variety of
capacities, and all I can say is that this comment made my heart sink.
This lady had to have an incredibly skewed view of the level of
personal care and attentiveness in the run-of-the-mill nursing home in
order to claim with such assurance that if something were *really*
wrong, the staff would have noticed.  One of the biggest complaints of
nursing home residents, my mother included, was that it took sometimes
an hour for a nurse or nursing aide to even respond to the
hospital-bed-buzzer.  Forget one-on-one scrupulous attention.

I'll shut up now.  Believe me, it's just because so much is pent up.
Thank you again to whoever said the first stages are the worst.  The
loneliness--  Oh, the loneliness is absolutely unbearable.  I put down
my elderly cat of 16 years, anticipating all the even worse burdens
heading my way.  I'm in mourning beyond description until I realize
that the reason I put her down is that I couldn't deal with not one but
two "old ladies" who wouldn't admit they were in serious decline.  At
least my sweet little feline did her best not to complain until the
end.

Again, dear folks, God bless you for listening to this aching heart of
mine.  May your first week of 2007 begin with a lightness of heart for
your charity.
Mary_Gordon@tvo.org - 02 Jan 2007 01:02 GMT
By the way, Violet, the hand "thing" with your mother has a name. Its
called alien hand syndrome, and although it isn't common, this
involuntary motor phenomenon occurs mostly in stroke patients - so
there is a good clue as to what might be causing some of the rest you
are witnessing.

M/
violetvache@yahoo.com - 02 Jan 2007 01:45 GMT
On Jan 1, 8:02 pm, Mary_Gor...@tvo.org wrote:
> By the way, Violet, the hand "thing" with your mother has a name. Its
> called alien hand syndrome, and although it isn't common, this
> involuntary motor phenomenon occurs mostly in stroke patients - so
> there is a good clue as to what might be causing some of the rest you
> are witnessing.

Yes, Mary, I spent all New Year's day googling this, and it's pretty
gloomy stuff.  The strange thing, though--at least strange if I take my
mother's word for it...--is that no one else has brought the hand
flutter to her attention.  This is possibly true, but I wonder if it's
possible that she has been able to hide it from everyone but me (and
one home health nurse, who wrote it off as a "nervous reaction").

It looks like she's been given Haldol, and I questioned at least half a
dozen people at the rehab/nursing home about it, so I think it's
impossible no one else took notice of it.  But everyone's very
articulate answers tonight make me think it's time to request a follow
up MRI.  I also read after googling today that general anaesthesia
makes stroke-related dementia even worse, and mom was under GA for at
least ninety minutes for the hip replacement.

Thanks again, Mary.
Dennis P. Harris - 02 Jan 2007 11:07 GMT
> It looks like she's been given Haldol, and I questioned at least half a
> dozen people at the rehab/nursing home about it, so I think it's
> impossible no one else took notice of it.

Ah, then tardive dyskenesia may be the problem, and some doc may
have overprescribed or she may be taking too much.  In any event,
YOU NEED TO TALK TO A DOC ABOUT THESE SYMPTOMS.  The following is
from the NIH web site, but any google search for pharm info using
the name of a drug should bring up the same manufacturer's data
sheet info (or you could just ask your neighborhood pharmacist,
most are very helpful).

The one time my mother took Haldol, given to her to stop a manic
phychotic episode, she was given another drug with it to
counteract any dyskenesia, but I can't remember what it was now.

Sounds like either the NH or some psych resident didn't pay
attention to some serious symptoms.  GET A REFERRAL for testing!

from
http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/druginfo/uspdi/202278.html

Haldol (Haloperidol)

Haloperidol (ha-loe-PER-i-dole) is used to treat nervous, mental,
and emotional conditions. It is also used to control the symptoms
of Tourette's disorder. Haloperidol may also be used for other
conditions as determined by your doctor.

Haloperidol is available only with your doctor's prescription,

[snip]

Side Effects of This Medicine

Along with its needed effects, haloperidol can sometimes cause
serious side effects. Tardive dyskinesia (a movement disorder)
may occur and may not go away after you stop using the medicine.
Signs of tardive dyskinesia include fine, worm-like movements of
the tongue, or other uncontrolled movements of the mouth, tongue,
cheeks, jaw, or arms and legs. Other serious but rare side
effects may also occur. These include severe muscle stiffness,
fever, unusual tiredness or weakness, fast heartbeat, difficult
breathing, increased sweating, loss of bladder control, and
seizures (neuroleptic malignant syndrome). You and your doctor
should discuss the good this medicine will do as well as the
risks of taking it.

Stop taking haloperidol and get emergency help immediately if any
of the following side effects occur:

   * Rare
         o Convulsions (seizures);  difficult or fast breathing;
fast heartbeat or irregular pulse ;  fever (high);  high or low
blood pressure;  increased sweating;  loss of bladder control;
muscle stiffness (severe);  unusually pale skin;  unusual
tiredness or weakness

Check with your doctor as soon as possible if any of the
following side effects occur:

   * More common
         o Difficulty in speaking or swallowing;  inability to
move eyes;  loss of balance control;  mask-like face;  muscle
spasms, especially of the neck and back;  restlessness or need to
keep moving (severe);  shuffling walk;  stiffness of arms and
legs;  trembling and shaking of fingers and hands;  twisting
movements of body ;  weakness of arms and legs

   * Less common
         o Decreased thirst;  difficulty in urination ;
dizziness, lightheadedness, or fainting;  hallucinations (seeing
or hearing things that are not there) ;  lip smacking or
puckering;  puffing of cheeks;  rapid or worm-like movements of
tongue;  skin rash;  uncontrolled chewing movements; uncontrolled
movements of arms and legs

   * Rare
         o Confusion;  hot, dry skin, or lack of sweating;
increased blinking or spasms of eyelid ;  muscle weakness;  sore
throat and fever;  uncontrolled twisting movements of neck,
trunk, arms, or legs;  unusual bleeding or bruising;  unusual
facial expressions or body positions ;  yellow eyes or skin
violetvache@yahoo.com - 02 Jan 2007 11:19 GMT
On Jan 2, 6:07 am, NO_SPAM_TO_dphar...@gci.net (Dennis P. Harris)
wrote:
> In any event, YOU NEED TO TALK TO A DOC ABOUT THESE SYMPTOMS.

I not only have talked--and talked, and talked--to endless doctors
about these symptoms, I had an ER doc *witness* her complaint that
Barbara Streisand wouldn't answer her when they were having coffee in
The Mirror Has Two Faces.

I have a video-tape of my answering machine the night she called and
said the hospital had moved her to a strange foreign place.

In the first instance, the ER doc returned to his work station and
started playing video games (I am not making this up; it was one 2AM
I'll never forget).  Then she was admitted to the hospital *at my
insistence* and discharged five days later with an ambiguous, "possible
stroke" diagnosis.

In the second instance, even though the hallucination occurred a full
week after her hip replacement surgery, the surgeon said it was a
reaction to anaesthesia.

There are excuses, and excuses, and excuses, and absolutely NO ONE look
at the big picture, which is why I'm responding to each and every
response here, in order to print them out (minus identifying email
addresses) and deliver them to appropriate parties.

> The one time my mother took Haldol, given to her to stop a manic
> phychotic episode, she was given another drug with it to
> counteract any dyskenesia, but I can't remember what it was now.

I don't think my mother was prescribed Haldol.  She *acted* as if she
had been prescribed it.  Again, I asked the attending MD at the nursing
home for a psych eval.  I don't believe one was ordered.

I just wonder if any of you, at some point, have asked Why do these
(medical) professionals have it in for *me* by denying my parent--and,
yes, me--the attention they would want for their own loved one--and for
themselves.
deerwoodflower@hotmail.com - 02 Jan 2007 16:27 GMT
Violet,
     i too take care of my mom by myself.My sister has actually said
my job is easy.3 yrs.i have had my mom in my home.My mom is very easy
to take care of but my no means is taking care of an alz.patient
easy.Just the care is mentally draining,whether easy or not.Last 3
nights she's kept me up insisting it was not night time and she was
getting up.I feel so bad for you.Makes my problems seem small.I will
keep you and your mom in my prayers.Take care of yourself.Barb
> On Jan 2, 6:07 am, NO_SPAM_TO_dphar...@gci.net (Dennis P. Harris)
> wrote:
[quoted text clipped - 35 lines]
> yes, me--the attention they would want for their own loved one--and for
> themselves.
Tumbleweed - 02 Jan 2007 21:03 GMT
> Violet,
>      i too take care of my mom by myself.My sister has actually said
> my job is easy.

Wow, that would make me take her round her, knock on the door and walk away.
Go back a week later and see if she says that then.

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deerwoodflower@hotmail.com - 04 Jan 2007 17:15 GMT
Tumbleweed,believe me i have been told that exact same thing by many
people.And would love too but it's my mom that stops me.She doesn't
deserve to be dropped off with new surroundings and confused all the
more.But if your not doing it then you don't deserve an opinion is my
motto.Things like this can really rip a family apart.But on the other
hand you really get to know people.Chalk it up as a learning
experience.Barb
> > Violet,
> >      i too take care of my mom by myself.My sister has actually said
[quoted text clipped - 8 lines]
> email replies not necessary but to contact use;
> tumbleweednews at hotmail dot com
violetvache@yahoo.com - 03 Jan 2007 00:30 GMT
On Jan 2, 11:27 am, "deerwoodflo...@hotmail.com"

>       i too take care of my mom by myself.My sister has actually said
> my job is easy.3 yrs.i have had my mom in my home.My mom is very easy
[quoted text clipped - 3 lines]
> getting up.I feel so bad for you.Makes my problems seem small.I will
> keep you and your mom in my prayers.Take care of yourself.Barb

What an angel you are, Deerwoodflower.  (Pretty email name, too.)  Your
problems do not seem small at all to me; in fact, I've never had to do
what you've done--stay up three nights in a row.  You were in my
thoughts all day long, since I read this earlier but didn't have time
to respond until now.

God bless you, and you and your mom will be in my prayers.
deerwoodflower@hotmail.com - 04 Jan 2007 17:26 GMT
Violet,
     Thank You!!!But really i am blessed.I have not YET had to deal
with a lot of things folks in here have dealt with.My mom is a sweet
woman and so appreciates everything i do for her.That makes it so much
easier.I feel so bad for those who are dealing with a combative
person.Just remember its not them doing it.It's this darn disease.You
take care of yourself and will remain in my prayers.
> On Jan 2, 11:27 am, "deerwoodflo...@hotmail.com"
>
[quoted text clipped - 13 lines]
>
> God bless you, and you and your mom will be in my prayers.
Dennis P. Harris - 03 Jan 2007 06:45 GMT
> I just wonder if any of you, at some point, have asked Why do these
> (medical) professionals have it in for *me* by denying my parent--and,
> yes, me--the attention they would want for their own loved one--and for
> themselves.

Many of us have had to push the med system pretty hard for our
LOs.  Our local hospital was threatening to discharge my manic
mother, barely out of a psychotic episode, when I hadn't had any
time to arrange any caregivers because she wasn't safe alone,
because her stay would soon exceed the medicare payable duration,
and I had to threaten to walk her around the corner and back into
the emergency room entrance before I could get one of her docs to
intercede.

Quite frankly, most docs, especially in large medical centers
when many of the docs are residents, are overworked,
overscheduled, and woefully ignorant about either dementias or
mental illness.  They give patients and families whatever answer
they can to get you to go away, so they deal with the next
patient's problems.

I'm lucky because I live in a small town, and know many of the
doctors, including specialists, at our small regional hospital,
but even then I had to be quite insistent about diagnostics and
about getting other services for her.
violetvache@yahoo.com - 03 Jan 2007 11:44 GMT
On Jan 3, 1:45 am, NO_SPAM_TO_dphar...@gci.net (Dennis P. Harris)
wrote:

> I'm lucky because I live in a small town, and know many of the
> doctors, including specialists, at our small regional hospital,
> but even then I had to be quite insistent about diagnostics and
> about getting other services for her.

Yes, Dennis, you *are* lucky.  Yesterday, encouraged so greatly by the
support I've received here, I went to the hospital where my mother had
her first psychotic episode and then her hip replacement surgery
(within two weeks of each other).

The neurologist was too busy to see me; and--even though the lug was
doing nothing for over an hour--the physician's assistant in the
orthopaedics department made me wait for the entirety of President
Ford's funeral before grudgingly agreeing to see me...and that, only
after I said I was going to leave.

I had made it clear why I was there, and the overworked receptionist
kept assuring me my problem was "under discussion."  Under discussion
my arse!

So--you are right in your diagnosis of the medical establishment's
general indifference to the suffering of the AD family unit.
Dana Carpender - 03 Jan 2007 03:14 GMT
> By the way, Violet, the hand "thing" with your mother has a name. Its
> called alien hand syndrome, and although it isn't common, this
> involuntary motor phenomenon occurs mostly in stroke patients - so
> there is a good clue as to what might be causing some of the rest you
> are witnessing.

Perhaps inappropriately, I now have a mental image of Bruce Campbell in
the horror movie Evil Dead II, fighting his "demon hand."

Dana
Alan Meyer - 02 Jan 2007 01:10 GMT
Violet,

There is little that I can add to the excellent postings by Tumbleweed,
Evelyn, Mary and John.  But I'll share a bit of my own experience.

Different individuals are different with respect to showing their dementia.
My Mom was a very social sort of person.  The opinion of others was
terribly important to her.  She was outstanding at "covering" her dementia
so that you had to be with her for a while before you could begin to
see it.  Her simplest and most effective technique was probably just
to look at people and smile as if she understood them perfectly when
in fact she didn't really even know who they were.

My Dad on the other hand was the kind of guy who didn't care so much
what other people thought.  He started to become demented near the
end of his life, but didn't bother to cover it.

Hiding things is a defensive technique.  My Mom would hide everything.
We believe she did it because she could never find things and was
therefore sure people were spiriting them away.  By hiding them she
figured she could find them again.  But of course she forgot where she
hid them within seconds.  My Dad had to put a lock on the mailbox in
order to be sure he got the mail before she could get to it and hid the
individual letters, including things like bills and social security checks,
all over the house.

As for the nursing home staff, my theory about that is that the typical
person in a nursing home or other institution really doesn't want to stir
up trouble for themselves.  I suspect that a lot of them did observe the
demented behavior and would say so if asked, but had no interest in
themselves calling it to anyone's attention.

TW's advice to get others to care for your Mom for a day, a weekend
or a week is outstanding.  It's time to get others involved in understanding
and solving this problem.

Good luck.

   Alan
violetvache@yahoo.com - 02 Jan 2007 01:41 GMT
> The opinion of others was terribly important to her.

Pot, kettle.  I wonder if this is why there are so many more women with
dementia than men.   My mom is the pluperfect 50's housewife
people-pleaser, and since that kind of lady still is very socially
accepted (at least amongst that generation), a smile and an appearance
of listening intently covers a multitude of...absence.

> Hiding things is a defensive technique.

This is true, surely, but it's a little spooky when you search
literally everywhere--even in the forest outside your home, and the
stuff just ain't there!

> As for the nursing home staff, my theory about that is that the typical
> person in a nursing home or other institution really doesn't want to stir
> up trouble for themselves.  I suspect that a lot of them did observe the
> demented behavior and would say so if asked, but had no interest in
> themselves calling it to anyone's attention.

Absolutely.  Couldn't put it better myself.  It's the idea--the
justified idea--of nursing home staff working so darn hard, why should
they take another burden on themselves, if a frickin' neurologist and
staff MD are ignoring it?

> TW's advice to get others to care for your Mom for a day, a weekend
> or a week is outstanding.  It's time to get others involved in understanding
> and solving this problem.

Now we get to the real agony.  The sister she's spent New Year's with
is of a frame of mind that can best be described as, well, pecuniary.
In fact, I believe she talked Mom into cashing in some stocks to
finance a money-pit house she has her eye on.  There is a vested
interest here to ignore mom's symptoms and a willingness to prop a
corpse, if necessary, up on a stick in order to keep the benefits
going.  (Of course I'm so free in saying something so brutal because
I'm not naming names.)  But this is the negative end of the continuum
of Tumbleweed's saying how friends and acquaintances seeing what they
want to see.  Certain dementia patients' own flesh and blood choose to
ignore facts staring them in the face.
Tumbleweed - 02 Jan 2007 08:06 GMT
>> The opinion of others was terribly important to her.
>
[quoted text clipped - 3 lines]
> accepted (at least amongst that generation), a smile and an appearance
> of listening intently covers a multitude of...absence.

no, its a simple function of age, not as many men live to be old enough to
get it as do women.

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June - 02 Jan 2007 16:10 GMT
Certain dementia patients' own flesh and blood choose to
> ignore facts staring them in the face.

I spent years and I mean over a decade dealing with my brother's denial.  As
someone here pointed out denial is easy...no responsibility, no need to do
anything.   Even now after more than 13 years, he still doesn't quite get
it.  Maybe it's not all his fault, she still uses the phone and if she can't
reach him, she calls his cell phone.   She somehow always knows when it's
Sunday( he picks her up on Sundays and takes her out)   But just this
morning when I was over to her assisted living apartment she forgot to turn
off the water in bathroom sink, hardly ever starts a conversation,  doesn't
know it's a new year, doesn't know her birthday or how old she is,
Christmas, who's President etc. etc. etc.   It's just plain weird how she
can almost fool him still.  She turned away the Podiatrist last month that
was supposed to trim her toenails, so I made an appointment with a
Podiatrist across town.   I couldn't take her for several days because I
also take care of a special needs grandson so I asked my brother to do it so
she could go sooner.   He was happy to do it but wanted to know why she
wouldn't let the Podiatrist at the assisted living do it.   I just sighed
and said "Because she's mentally ill".   BTW  The nurse will let us know
next time the Podiatrist will be at the facility so one of us can be there.
If someone's not the sharpest crayon or emotionally detached yep... they can
be fooled................June
Dennis P. Harris - 02 Jan 2007 10:53 GMT
> I'll shut up now.  Believe me, it's just because so much is pent up.
> Thank you again to whoever said the first stages are the worst.  The
> loneliness--  Oh, the loneliness is absolutely unbearable.

It's OK to come and vent here.  We've all done it.  Some of us
have been through it all the way but stay here to help others.

I strongly suggest that you call your local Alzheimers Associaton
office and ask them if there are any caregiver support groups in
your area --- they often offer day care for your LO, and know
enough to call it "volunteering" or craft activities.  Local
chapter info at www.alz.org  You will quickly find out that you
have many neighbors in the same boat, dealing with aging parents
and siblings in denial.

And do quickly get a copy of "The 36 Hour Day".

I'm surprised that no one has told you that the FAQ is at
http://www.muggsmulcher.com/kstuff/a.s.a/intro.htm
violetvache@yahoo.com - 02 Jan 2007 11:06 GMT
On Jan 2, 5:53 am, NO_SPAM_TO_dphar...@gci.net (Dennis P. Harris)
wrote:

> And do quickly get a copy of "The 36 Hour Day".
>
> I'm surprised that no one has told you that the FAQ is athttp://www.muggsmulcher.com/kstuff/a.s.a/intro.htm

Thanks for this information.  I'll use an Amazon gift certificate I got
for Christmas.  Thanks again, Dennis.
Dana Carpender - 03 Jan 2007 03:04 GMT
> Mary, Evelyn, John, and Tumbleweed:  First, let me start by saying
> (from the bottom of my aching heart) God Bless You All.  Mysterious
[quoted text clipped - 7 lines]
> escape-and-evade detection.  Mary also mentioned that all-important
> horror: friends who SEE WHAT THEY WANT TO SEE.

Family members, too.  My sister really didn't "get" how far gone Mom was
until Mom came and stayed at her house for a week -- and was sure my BIL
was going to torture her cat, and was plotting to kill said sister.

Kim (my sister) saw Mom for visits, when she was always sharper.  Also,
they always had a bond us other two kids didn't really share; I think
Kim saw Mom through that filter.

As recently as last June, Kim was delaying putting Mom in care because
she wanted to choose the right furniture -- which my brother, who'd been
Mom's primary care for *years*, compared to seeing Mom on fire and
debating which color bucket to use to throw water on her.

Dana
Stephen - 02 Jan 2007 00:51 GMT
>So--  CAN people with early stage dementia conceal their condition at
>will from outsiders?
Absolutely! My mother is now in later stages of Alzheimer's, so there is no
hiding it, but in the early days, she was very adept at hiding it from everyone
and insisted, even when it was clear that something was wrong - such as the
first time she claimed that the TV was 2 way and that the people were talking to
her and could see and hear her - she was terribly upset if anyone suggested that
she was not okay. When she was tested at the doctor, she blamed my father and
sister for the fact that she had to undergo the "humiliating" test and refused
to speak to them for days. For some reason, I was not blamed for being a party
to the testing, but I did get the brunt of some of her protestations.
She hid her dementia very well for a few years, it seems. Now, several years
later, there are things that I realize could have clued us in sooner, but we
just assumed her forgetfulness was normal aging and that some of the other signs
were "normal" as she was always creative and a bit eccentric.
-steve
violetvache@yahoo.com - 02 Jan 2007 01:31 GMT
> She hid her dementia very well for a few years, it seems. Now, several years
> later, there are things that I realize could have clued us in sooner, but we
> just assumed her forgetfulness was normal aging and that some of the other signs
> were "normal" as she was always creative and a bit eccentric.

Steven (et. al.), I'm wondering if anhedonia (a total loss of interest
in anything--and I do mean a-n-y-thing and everything) is a
long-delayed, long-to-develop symptom any of you have noticed.  I'm 50,
and for about six years, I was in the habit of blaming my own
depression on some very real and long-lasting tribulations that were
hangovers from my youth.  About a year ago, however, with the help of
some real-life and cyber-friends, I realized how severe the impact on
me was of my looming sense of my Mom's lack of a future.

And this "looming sense" wasn't just that she's getting older--although
for several years I blamed my own self-pity for exactly that.  As they
say, it isn't the years in your life but the life in your years, and
probably as early as 2001, I sensed that the lights were on but no one
was home.  She actually folded laundry while the twin towers fell on
9/11.

This anhedonia is a kind of depression-to-end-all-depressions, and
because it IS depression, the aspects of it that later seemed, well,
demented were hidden for a very long time.
Alan Meyer - 02 Jan 2007 03:44 GMT
Violet,

I assume you're getting some treatment for your depression.  If not,
seek it out.  There is no reason to suffer for so long without getting
help.

There are some good drugs that work wonders for some people.
However in your case, since the depression may be of more recent
origin, and since you have obvious, clear reasons to be depressed
(it sounds like more of a situational thing than a biochemical thing)
a good talk therapist may be just the ticket for you.  Really good
therapists, like really good doctors, are hard to find, but if you are
prepared to hunt for one and not stick with a bad one or abandon
therapy because of a bad one, you might strike gold.

If I were you I'd be depressed as hell.  I never had it as bad as
you because my Dad took care of my Mom until her death, and when
he started to go downhill he put himself into assisted living, turned
over his assets to my management and made things much easier
than if he fought with me.  I also had a brother who helped a lot, and
a wife and children that were very supportive.  But in spite of all the
good things in my situation, I can tell you that I had a lot of hard
dreams and sleepless nights and real worries.  So I have a glimmer
of understanding of how tough it must be for you.

You have done a great job of taking care of your Mom.  Take care
of yourself too.  And if things don't always work out the way you
hope they will for your Mom, don't beat yourself up.  Bad things
happen in life that we can't do anything about.  Be sure that you
recognize that.

If and when I go downhill and face a tough end of life, I want my
children to go on living the best lives they can.  I don't want them
to sacrifice themselves for me.  I suspect that when your mother
was in better shape she might have thought the same thing too.

Best of luck.

   Alan
violetvache@yahoo.com - 02 Jan 2007 10:33 GMT
> Really good therapists, like really good doctors, are hard to find,
> but if you are prepared to hunt for one and not stick with a bad one
> or abandon therapy because of a bad one, you might strike gold.

I've been very fortunate to find a social worker affiliated with our
local family service association.  You're so right that when you find a
good one, it feels as if you've struck gold.  Whenever I come to an
appointment with a frayed temper, he spends the session reminding me
how much my mood is a reflection of love as well as of resentment.

> If and when I go downhill and face a tough end of life, I want my
> children to go on living the best lives they can.  I don't want them
> to sacrifice themselves for me.  I suspect that when your mother
> was in better shape she might have thought the same thing too.

Your children are very lucky.  Would you believe I've actually
investigated assisted living facilities for *myself* this past week?  I
tore a knee ligament moving Mom from the hip replacement surgery site
to the rehab/nursing home; and I've lived either with her or in a
family-owned property all my adult life.  Becoming independent at 50 is
something I don't know if I can do.  You obviously inherited your
compassionate instincts from your father, and you're very fortunate to
think of others' futures, and how such lack of foresight is often in
the end the cruelest thing a parent can ultimately do to his or her
"little boy" or "little girl."

Thanks for your solace, Alan.
violetvache@yahoo.com - 02 Jan 2007 10:38 GMT
> I assume you're getting some treatment for your depression.  If not,
> seek it out.  There is no reason to suffer for so long without getting
> help.

I forgot, in the previous response, to point out that the total
anhedonia I was talking about was my mom's, not mine.  This facet of
dementia, AD, or whatever exactly it is my mother is suffering from has
been living hell for so long, I obviously seemed to be describing
myself.  Thankfully--and I don't know how or why--I'm still interested
in living.

Over the past six years, I've wondered if there's a chicken-or-the-egg
aspect to dementia, if anhedonia, often wilfully engaged/indulged in,
precipitates the disintegration of a personality, or if the disease is
entirely biological.
Dennis P. Harris - 03 Jan 2007 06:23 GMT
> Over the past six years, I've wondered if there's a chicken-or-the-egg
> aspect to dementia, if anhedonia, often wilfully engaged/indulged in,
> precipitates the disintegration of a personality, or if the disease is
> entirely biological.

I can tell you that when my mother was deeply depressed, her
memory problems were certainly more apparent.
Dana Carpender - 03 Jan 2007 16:16 GMT
>>Over the past six years, I've wondered if there's a chicken-or-the-egg
>>aspect to dementia, if anhedonia, often wilfully engaged/indulged in,
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> I can tell you that when my mother was deeply depressed, her
> memory problems were certainly more apparent.

Conversely, when we got my mom on Zoloft to treat her depression, that's
when she started to get paranoid, too.

Dana
Dennis P. Harris - 03 Jan 2007 21:25 GMT
> Conversely, when we got my mom on Zoloft to treat her depression, that's
> when she started to get paranoid, too.

then her doc should try another anti-depressant.

as i said in another post, the effects of psych drugs on the
damaged brains of dementia patients is often unpredictable.
Dana Carpender - 03 Jan 2007 22:01 GMT
>>Conversely, when we got my mom on Zoloft to treat her depression, that's
>>when she started to get paranoid, too.
>
> then her doc should try another anti-depressant.

Mom's way too far gone for it to matter any more.  The director of the
facility she's in predicts she'll be bedridden within 6 months. As it
is, she won't feed herself and doesn't recognize family anymore.

Dana
tcpace - 03 Jan 2007 10:05 GMT
> I forgot, in the previous response, to point out that the total
> anhedonia I was talking about was my mom's, not mine.  This facet of
> dementia, AD, or whatever exactly it is my mother is suffering from has
> been living hell for so long, I obviously seemed to be describing
> myself.  Thankfully--and I don't know how or why--I'm still interested
> in living.

Does anyone else have experience of what Violet is talking about, ie.
anhedonia. I ask because I haven't seen this issue raised before but
it's one we're experiencing with my Mom who has been diagnosed with
vascular dementia (possibly coupled with AD).

We've racked our brains trying to find something that would renew her
interest in anything. She no longer watches TV (she used to enjoy the
soaps but can't keep track any longer so that is understandable), she
no longer reads novels (again understandable), newspapers, magazines
etc, no longer listens to the radio or music, and has no interest in
continuing with craft hobbies such as knitting or crochet work (which
she used to be expert at). We try showing her family photos but she's
not really interested.

At present, she's in a residential care home (not EMI) where they put
on entertainment and leisure activities (sing-songs, quizes, bingo,
days out etc) but she has no interest in participating. She makes no
effort to interact with other residents (but without being impolite).

It would be easier if she was content with this sort of existence, but
she isn't. She constantly complains about being like a "zombie",
sitting around all day with nothing to do but when anyone makes any
effort to get her involved in anything, she won't.

I (and no doubt Violet and, possibly others) would welcome hearing from
anyone who has found anything that has worked for them.

Thanks for listening.

TC
Tumbleweed - 03 Jan 2007 10:23 GMT
> We've racked our brains trying to find something that would renew her
> interest in anything. She no longer watches TV (she used to enjoy the
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>
> TC

I think 'this too will pass' is about the only thing I can think of to say.
Unless you can happen across something that catches her interest (and you
have given an exhaustive list of the things that dont, all of which
otherwise I'd have suggested as worth trying, for example my dad who *never*
joined anything in his life, apparently really likes the singalongs) then it
might be that actually there isnt anything you can do, not everything has a
solution.

There is a woman in my fathers home who is in a constant state of anxiety
about imagined things, (might be getting dinner ready for the children, or
paying bills or being late for a train, whatever) and there is really
nothing you can do. Even if you could persuade her that, say, "its OK
someone else is cooking dinner for the kids today" which I ahve tried, of
course her "kids" must be 60! , 1 minute later she's forgotten or is
worrying about something else. Makes a good case for euthanaesia, imagine
spending the entire last 10 years of your life worrying.

At least my dad is a happy zombie most of the time though he has noticably
gotten worse in the last few months, I suspect he is on a slide down to
another level where he will lose the ability to communicate, 10-20% of what
he says now is gibberish, 6 months ago it all made sense (in the context of
someone with a 10 second memory and no recall of what happened post 1935 or
so).

If I go this way, I want my 'treatment' dose to be a 100 paracetamol or a
drive off a cliff.(no guns here in the UK)

This condition is really a bummer isnt it :-(

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violetvache@yahoo.com - 03 Jan 2007 11:40 GMT
Pardon the capitals, but--

[SNIPPED, INVALUABLE POST FOR ANYONE DEALING WITH A PARENT OR LOVED
ONE'S T-O-T-A-L LOSS OF INTEREST IN LIFE]

> I (and no doubt Violet and, possibly others) would welcome hearing from
> anyone who has found anything that has worked for them.

I'm so sorry to read what you wrote, because the sadness is so palpable
and does not go away.  I often wonder if dementia is inherited not for
biological reasons but circumstantial--i.e., the endless suffering
caused by an AD parent/relative's anhedonia in your middle-age is *so*
draining, *so* powerful--that by the time the poor soul's journey is at
an end, you're in exactly the state he/she was in.

>From 2000 on, I have relied very heavily on religious faith and
self-discipline to avoid falling into the pit of despair my mother's
indifference to life pulls me daily.  You name it, and I'll be
game...and I'm not saying this in a frivolous, indiscriminating way.
I've just adopted the attitude that the further into indifference she
slips (because, from a certain perspective, the indifference IS
despair), the harder I'll fight to maintain the interests I've always
had or develop new interests germane to my old ones.

I turned 50 this autumn and by accident got involved in digital
photography, and ended up selling a photograph online.  You get the
point: but my response is to encourage you, because only in retrospect
can you see how vastly your LO's anhedonia has influenced your own
quality of life.

If you love someone, and if you believe love never ends, then
unfortunately at least on this plane of existence, the suffering is
often endless too.
violetvache@yahoo.com - 03 Jan 2007 22:40 GMT
Just thought I'd respond to my own post with something I found on
another Usenet group today.  (A Patient Advocate at the hospital where
my mother is treated listened to me for at least an hour today, and she
thought the idea of online AD support groups is fantastic.)

Anyway: "Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts,
gardening,
whatever. Never let the brain idle. " An idle mind is the devil's
workshop."
And the devil's name is Alzheimer's."

Caveat: I felt free to post this because the quote didn't say "devil"
with a capital "D."  But the homespun spirit is very much like what
some of us have been debating here, whether certain pre-AD personality
traits--possibly more accurately described as character
flaws--predispose people to dementia.

Self-discipline is really necessary to maintain as we age, I think,
especially because between the world, the flesh, and, yes, the devil,
we do tend to get worn out and self-pitying.  It's such an easy jump
from weariness and sadness to lack of initiative.

In any event, I'm happy because today I was able to convince my mother
to give her new hip a try and go for a walk with her cane up to our
(rural) mailbox.  I'm going to try to get her out of the house for at
least five minutes every day.  If only I could get her interested in
something besides television.  Boy, would I ever love to know if AD
developed exponentially since the t.v. was invented.
Dana Carpender - 03 Jan 2007 23:05 GMT
> Just thought I'd respond to my own post with something I found on
> another Usenet group today.  (A Patient Advocate at the hospital where
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> we do tend to get worn out and self-pitying.  It's such an easy jump
> from weariness and sadness to lack of initiative.

And yet...  And yet...

My mother had the courage to divorce her husband of 34 years, when she
was 56.  She got her second master's degree at 60.  She worked at a job
she loved (young adult librarian) until age 70.  She had a guy she was
dating, lots of friends, babysat her grandkids a couple of nights a
week.  She wasn't a nutrition fanatic, but she ate a healthy diet,
without a lot of sugary crap or processed junk.

And she went for a walk every day, to keep in shape and keep her bones
strong.

It was when she was out for that walk, on a Sunday afternoon in 1999,
that some drunken (Here I hesistate; I don't have a word bad enough for
him.  Son of a bitch.  motherf..ker.  Far too mild, both of them.)
jumped the curb, drove 130 feet up the sidewalk, ran down my 69 year old
mother doing 35 mph, and didn't bother to stop.

At the time, we thought she had been soooo lucky, because she flipped up
over the hood and didn't break any bones.   But she hit her head -- took
13 stitches to the scalp.  And from that day, her memory started to
fail.  The medical types seem pretty convinced that it was her head
injury that triggered the Alzheimer's.  My reading tells me that head
injury increases the incidence of Alzheimer's 10-fold in those who are
susceptible.  Certainly we've never had a case in Mom's family before.

So the result of Mom's cheerful and disciplined approach to life is that
her body is in fine shape, and may live on for years and years after her
brain has completely rotted away.

Yes, I'm bitter.

Dana
Evelyn - 03 Jan 2007 23:21 GMT
> violetva...@yahoo.com wrote:
> > Just thought I'd respond to my own post with something I found on
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>
> Yes, I'm bitter.

Hi Dana,

Don't blame you a bit.   That person is a fool and if the law didn't
catch him his karma will.

Never forget that if you carry anger with you it is like a poison, it
rots the vessel that carries it.   Life always contains some totally
rotten breaks for some of us.

My stepson was almost 8 when his mom (my best friend since childhood)
was killed by a drunk driver who hit her from behind.   She died
instantly.   I think she would want him to not hate, but live his life
in happiness, or at least free from hatred.

Remember too, there are no guarantees.  She could have gotten
alzheimers anyway.  There really is no way for us to know.   There are
so many factors associated with it, heredity, head injuries, diabetes,
and no discernable reason at all..... take your pick.

Regards,
Evelyn


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Dana Carpender - 04 Jan 2007 00:56 GMT
>>violetva...@yahoo.com wrote:
>>
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> Don't blame you a bit.   That person is a fool and if the law didn't
> catch him his karma will.

The police thought they'd found out who did it, but didn't have enough
evidence for an arrest.  I hope he wakes up screaming every night from
nightmares about it.

Dana
violetvache@yahoo.com - 04 Jan 2007 12:35 GMT
> So the result of Mom's cheerful and disciplined approach to life is that
> her body is in fine shape, and may live on for years and years after her
> brain has completely rotted away.
>
> Yes, I'm bitter.

Oh, what a sad sad story, Dana.  Contrary to Evelyn (the wisdom of
whose advice is undeniable), I understand and actually support your
bitterness.  Your mother was obviously *so* courageous and life-loving;
and to have this happen must be unbearable.

Yesterday, when I was with the Patient Advocate, she said several
things that were so comforting.  Unlike a number of folk who have told
me flat out to quit being my mom's caretaker, she said Choose.  Stick
with it to the bitter end (and it will be very bitter), or walk away
and save yourself.  The interesting thing was that she didn't suggest
an end-run around Hell.

As far as your story is concerned (I'm still shaking my head at how
terrible this "accident" was), I think you have to live with the gall
the best you can.  And of course this is a contradiction in terms, just
like my potential choice of sticking it out with my mom to the *bitter*
end.  All I know is that discussing/confronting her medical care
professionals and getting online here has helped me a great deal.

I hope being online helps you.
Tumbleweed - 04 Jan 2007 15:01 GMT
> Yesterday, when I was with the Patient Advocate, she said several
> things that were so comforting.  Unlike a number of folk who have told
> me flat out to quit being my mom's caretaker, she said Choose.  Stick
> with it to the bitter end (and it will be very bitter), or walk away
> and save yourself.  The interesting thing was that she didn't suggest
> an end-run around Hell.

Violet, if its just you, alone, then the 'the bitter end' isnt likely to be
your mum dying, but much more likely, you being unable to cope any more,
your health breaking down, and your mother going into a home because of
that. Thats why no doubt many are saying "quit", in that maybe they think
you have reached that point already, I dont you so wouldnt presume to say if
you have . Quitting is inevitable, the question is when do you do it, when
you are forced to, or when you do it at a time of your own choosing.

When it gets to the stage she needs to be lifted in and out of bed, carried
to the toilet, etc, when you are awake 24x7 becase of her unpredictable
behavior, your health will vanish faster than you can believe.

Even if you think this is rubbish and you could carry on indefinitely, there
is no harm in doing some homework on where your mother could be placed so
that when the time comes, chosen or forced, you are in a better position to
say where she should go.

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Evelyn - 04 Jan 2007 16:20 GMT
On Jan 4, 10:01 am, "Tumbleweed" <thisaccountneverr...@yahoo.com>
wrote:
> <violetva...@yahoo.com> wrote in messagenews:1167914144.433867.20760@v33g2000cwv.googlegroups.com...
>
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> --
> Tumbleweed

Tumbleweed is right, you know.   There were two of us taking care of
Ida, and she wasn't the most difficult patient I have heard of either,
but we were both frazzled to the end of our wits by the time we finally
had to give in and place her.  We literally had to LEARN how to sleep
through the night again, we'd gotten so used to sleeping with one eye
open, so to speak.

Evelyn
Dana Carpender - 04 Jan 2007 17:07 GMT
> On Jan 4, 10:01 am, "Tumbleweed" <thisaccountneverr...@yahoo.com>
> wrote:
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> through the night again, we'd gotten so used to sleeping with one eye
> open, so to speak.

My brother and SIL realized they couldn't help Mom anymore when she
wound up in a total stranger's house, about 3 blocks away, because she
was trying to keep my brother's dog away from him -- she was sure John
wanted to kill little Mousie.  (The stranger, who had had a relative
with Alzheimer's, recognized that Mom wasn't playing with a full deck,
and called the number on little Mousie's tag.)  You can't take care of
someone who doesn't trust you, unless you're willing to put locks on all
the doors and windows, and never take them out of the house.

Dana
violetvache@yahoo.com - 04 Jan 2007 23:05 GMT
> We literally had to LEARN how to sleep through the night again,
> we'd gotten so used to sleeping with one eye open, so to speak.

I'm bringing up the subject of euthanizing my beloved old cat again,
but the decision finally was made on exactly this subject, losing way
way way too much sleep.  I don't know how all you angels do this.  If
you're adept at cat naps (I'm certainly not), then I suppose
continually broken sleep might not break down your health.  But I chose
to euthanize my old girl because I was too afraid of what was down the
road if I had two "old ladies" keeping this near-old lady awake.

I'm assuming you're sleeping through the night again, and I hope your
rest is very good.  You deserve it.
A R Pickett - 04 Jan 2007 17:14 GMT
Tumbleweed wrote in part -  Even if you think this is rubbish and you could
carry on indefinitely, there
> is no harm in doing some homework on where your mother could be placed so
> that when the time comes, chosen or forced, you are in a better position to
> say where she should go.

Our experience in the Denver, CO metro area, after my mother in law had a
stroke and then a heart attack/fall/broken hip was that (1) when placement
in a nursing facility becomes absolutely necessary, insurance guidelines
almost always operate to send the patient to the first place that has room.
(2) the reason that facility will have room for an unexpected patient is
that no one wishes to be there. (3) on a snowball effect, this contributes
to the general overall lack of organization/ staff turnover, etc in the
undesireable facility.

At that point, families begin scouting for a desireable place, to get on the
waiting list.

So, if you can see that placement in a nursing facility will eventually be
necessary, begin visiting and evaluating possible places as soon as you can.

This situation might not be true in every part of the US, or overseas.  I'm
only speaking from my own admittedly limited experience.

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violetvache@yahoo.com - 04 Jan 2007 23:13 GMT
> Our experience in the Denver, CO metro area, after my mother in law had a
> stroke and then a heart attack/fall/broken hip was that (1) when placement
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> to the general overall lack of organization/ staff turnover, etc in the
> undesireable facility.

One thing I don't think can be underrated is the affect on a parent/LO
of a nursing home's food service.  I'm a vegetarian, the
non-proselytizing type, but now that my mother is home, I make certain
she has at least two (small) servings of Vitamin A-intensive vegetables
and Vitamin C each day.  I've been aware for a long time of a mere
carrot's ability to dispel my own depression; and dealing with Mom's
depression/rages/tantrums/chronic exhaustion/anhedonia is always a bit
easier if I just get that carrot into her.

I think I've mentioned somewhere in this long thread that I've
volunteered for thirty years with elderly women in nursing homes as
well as with mentally-challenged women in group homes.  The *ONLY*
reason why the prospect of institutionalization still terrifies me is
because I know how bad depression can get if proper nutrition is
withheld.